Watever~

Blog sphere is a world full of fitna and crap. I was tested today. I was accused of copying someone Else's artwork. OK, why I am making a big issue out of this? Well, people are making me look bad in this so-call-Internet world and yes I'm here to justify.

I designed a wedding card for my best friend a while ago based on cartoons. She posted her wedding card on her blog and out of nowhere, this so-called-anonymous-reader, who's pretty much a chicken to reveal her/his name in my BFF's blog, accused me of copying someones artwork she/he saw on some other blog who's probably not even her/his friend.

I do not like to reveal name, because I'm not the bad-mouth a person type, so I'm gonna give a name myself. Lets put the A as the person that the so-called-anonymous-reader accused me of copying. Easy!

Now, what right does the so-called-anonymous-reader has to say that what I drew belongs to A? Or on what reason I did has to be credited to A? I don't have to put pictures here just to make the comparison to prove my point because I know I didn't commit a crime of copying/stealing someones artwork. What I drew purely came from my mind. In fact I had a few samples I drew for my besties, and she liked that particular drawing and chose it to be on her wedding card.

It's funny because the-so-called-anonymous-reader see A as though A was a God of art and that I had to submit everything I did to A. It was a simple design that any retarded person can do. Yes, the concept was the same, simple and clean. The differences was simply on the cartoon that we both draw. You have to be completely blind to say that it was the same or look alike.

If the next time someone ask me a favor to draw for them for their wedding card, and the drawing I draw came straight from my freaking brain, I have to credit A when A doesn't own the drawing? How bout crediting A for the idea? The-so-called-anonymous reader probably would say that I 'copied' it. Like A was the first to design that. There's tons of card with the same idea. Like I've said, it was simple. Anyone can do it. Actually it was a blank background with a drawing of a groom and the bride. Wow, so much for an idea huh?

What tickles me is I don't know how the-so-called-anonymous-reader could claimed that it was similar to A's and that I changed it by putting hijab on the cartoon? Come on, I'm sure you have the most sharpest eyes. Can't you see the difference???????? A was simply mad at someone who did actually stole her/his work and made them theirs. OK, if I was in A's place, I'll be fume myself and I know that if A were to look at my drawing, A's gonna say it's totally different. A's probably doesn't have an issue with it. Yet, the-so-called-anonymous-reader are making such fitna on such matters!

I was only helping out a friend and it sickens me that someone has the guts to say what they said. Obviously they have nothing better to do but spreading fitna around. Well, I'm not gonna let that stop me from drawing and make my life miserable. I'm no fool or an idiot who doesn't know the meaning of stealing/copying someone else work for my own benefit.

At the end of the day I can only smile and laugh at these funny humans. I have to remind myself that in this world, they are nut heads, bolt heads, screw heads who just love to make a misery out of people. I'm going to keep the record on play. I've got much bigger issues to deal with. Thank you.

Experimenting

I'm experimenting drawing on my tablet. Oh boy, I'm psyched. It looks ugly the fact that I was just doodling around loool. Hmmm, will get serius the next time, insyaAllah.

Blah

A few days ago I decided that I want to quit blogging. I wrote a post about it then suddenly I changed my mine ^^. The reason? Well, it will be such a waste of letting go something so good. Not that I'm important or anything, but I see there's a lot of good things you can do with a blog. I tend to use it to the fullest. Then again, I'm having a hard time updating. Now, you can't be a blogger if you procrastinate a lot. True?

The thing is I've been pretty occupied with other things. I'm getting hooked with photography. It's funny because I tend to do what other people are doing. Take this blog for example. I made it because everyone else did. LOL. Nevertheless, I've always fancied artsy stuff. Oh why didn't I get into art school? ^^' I signed with every social network that is available, well almost every social network and its hard to keep up. I've been actively on Twitter ever since I was introduced to it by my sister. At first I was pretty clueless and now I'm a twitter junkie as you can see on my twitter tots ^^. The best thing about it, is, I can write random thoughts that's lurking in my brain without having to elaborate. Easy huh?

I got so much things that I want to do like updating my art page on Deviantart. I've been blocked these. Can't seem to get my hand on pencils. Plus I'm starting to learn Photoshop and there is so much I don't know about. I don't know if I have the time ^^'. If only I got into this earlier. My life would be so much easier. I regret that so much. Anyhow, no point of regretting the past. Got to look into the future and start on it hoping I will feel better about it, insyaAllah.

I'm thinking of getting myself a Photog. A photo blog. Sounds interesting. Hmmm...we'll see.

Salam Ramadhan Mubarak and have a nice day ahead.

Salam

Me in the Tweet World

My grade in the Twitter world =D

Gotta love these genius tablet pen lol.

Something to Ponder

Salam peeps, how are you all doing? Hope you are all in the best of shape, insyaAllah. I don't have the best title for this entry but just go along with it, will you? =) I pretty much abandoned my site due to some other distractions that caught me =D. Plus, I don't really have much to say and it won't be that big a deal. What I say might not matter remember? Haha. Whatever. Hmmm, over the past few days I am somewhat happy and I don't even know why. Despite work is like boring as usual and it's not like I'm excited to go to work every morning, but with this brand new mood (almost brand new), I tossed to side all that hate-of-dealing-with-work feeling. It's like I didn't care having to deal with crap. I just played along. Strange and true but I'm happy with it. Alhamdulillah.

No 1 reason that I'm somewhat happy is maybe I made friends with a lot of Muslim sisters and brothers throughout the globe. Mostly are reverted and I am so pleased and blessed to have met them in the first place. Alhamdulillah. I learned so much from them. One thing I know is that they are better Muslims than I am. Living Islam to the fullest. Always reciting and quoting ayat from the Holy Quran, learning Arabic, wearing niqab (yeah, sisters wearing hijab the proper way), always praising our Lord, Allah in every conversations they made. They have been very inspiring to me.

Every time I speak with them, it made me realized of how jahil I am. How little knowledge that I possessed in the aspect of being a Muslim. They came to Islam knowing little, but grew to become the best of Muslim that they can. Yeah, I feel ashamed of myself and yet still remains doing sins each and everyday like still sticking to my bad habits which are hard to wear off. With surrounding yourself with these people, it always gives us a wake up call. A reminder to do something good/to change for the better as long as we breathe. The Prophet Muhammad SAW once told that, we must surround ourselves with good people as they will benefit us in so many good ways. This is very true indeed. Whom you hang around can influence you be it good or bad.

I really like having them as a company. They always sharing thoughts from their everyday obstacles. I can relate myself to them. I think we all can. They reverted to Islam but from what I see, they are an example of good Muslims. Not like some of the Muslims who tosses the Deen out of their life. I'm not being judgemental. I am no better, but this is what happening these days. I'm praying we all will get back to the right path. The path of Iman and Faith. InsyaAllah.

I met sister Umm Travis who's an expat from Canada and living in Egypt, always sharing her everyday life us. Her becoming a muslimah and all that, it's really fascinating. Then I met sister Maria, a Spanish origin who's from US who's passionate and artistry with her poems. I also met brother Yusuf from Morocco who always tells me to make dua, and reminding me of the Quran and sharing Islamic thoughts. We've known eachother since last Monday! They are like sisters and brother I never had. It's incredible. I feel like I don't only belong to my community here, but to the world as well. It's like I am a part of it. Thanks to technology =D. Alhamdulillah indeed.

This is where my inner energy comes from these days. From people around the world. It's really great getting to know people from every corner of the globe. It opens up your mind and you realize you are one tiny person and that you are not the only one who has problem LOL. That's why I didn't mind having to deal with crap these days since I know I have friends to take my mind off it. Even if I didn't meet them in the first place, I know Allah has always been around and always will be around for me. That is one thing for sure. Allah is Great.

When you have only yourself to hold on to

Taraaa. I've finished another piece of art. This came through my imagination. Thanks to the crappy moment that I've been dealing with =D. This is the edit version. I'm still getting around with Photoshop. Boy, it's not easy. I only managed to use the features that's available which was piece of cake. Maybe I should try coloring this later on in the future when I have the time. InsyaAllah.

Do check out the original here

P.S I just noticed I gave u the wrong link. ^^. Corrected! Check it out OK.

In-Laws

Even though the work stress is taking its toll on me, yeah, I did a stress test at a clinic and I'm two points away of going depress because of this breathing difficulty that I'm having. Phew. Good thing I'm not. An evening chat with my colleagues managed to amuse me and keep me cool and sane. Pretty much. I don't exactly remember how the topic came up even though it took place like two days ago (Blame the slow processor XD). We were talking about in-laws. More precisely, they. Since of course I don't know how married life is, but what I've heard the other day sums it all up. Marriage is not easy. Especially if it involves fussy, nosey, selfish, stuck up in-laws.

I can't imagine if I had to deal with one of them. People says that when you marry, you are not marrying the guy himself, but the whole entire family. Now that can be a nightmare. Unless your future-spouse-to-be family members are like angel, case settled. If not, it can be a total agony. The type of in-laws I don't think I can handle would be the type who are sarcastic right in front or behind my face. Well, obviously these goes out to the mothers since mothers are known to be the fussy species. "Aih, macam tak berperisa je masakan ni, mak masak lagi sedap kan Ahmad"/"This cooking is so tasteless. I can cook better than this. Right Ahmad?" and would tell the whole damn thing to the whole kampung. If a friend did this to me, I would completely ignore and just tell to back off. Can you do that to your mother-in-law? Huhu. I don't think so.

The other type would be those who doesn't know how to talk. I mean, she's probably the shy type but having to start a conversation with an old lady who lives in her own world could be very challenging. I'm lacking that. I'm lacking that I-know-how-to-impress-people personality. Yes, I am quite a chatter box with friends my age or a little bit older, but having to impress an old citizen with my-so-called-brain, won't do much help. I had to play childish trying to get my mom attention XD. She is the serious type. I can't act that way. Then my mother-in-law will think her son married a chimpanzee. Wait, my mom did smirk up a little seeing me being all dumb. Hey, maybe I'll try that. Naa, too risky. Unless the mother-in-law is the type who likes to talk, talk good stuff, then I will make the best listener ever even though I do have a bit of a sound trouble XD.

My colleagues shared stories from their family members and I'm quite freaked out about this whole marriage thing. Well, I'll be lying if I say I didn't want to get married(who wouldn't want to get married?) but I might change my requirement to whom I should marry and add new ones. Either the guy doesn't have a parent(prime evil) or who doesn't speak Malay or English at all! That way I'll just smile even though she might be saying how stupid I am for not stirring up the soup. Haha.

*Ahmad has nothing to do with my life. He is just acting out XD.

The Secret

I was cleaning my room the other day and I stumbled across this piece of plastic bag.

The Secret. Everyone has it.

Do you have a secret? I do XD. I wonder what do they sell and who on earth bought them? Surely it has to be one family members of mine. Hmm...

Top 10 Signs That You Need a New Job

10. Your outgo exceeds your income. Damn

9. The most rewarding thing you did this week was sharpen all twelve of your pencils to the same length.

8. You’re reluctant to be a Career Day speaker at your kid’s fourth-grade class.

7. Everyone in your work group got a raise except you.

6. Your friends all have jobs that sound more interesting than yours.

5. You were late for work three times this week, but you just don’t care. XD

4. There’s a meeting at 3:00 to talk about the upcoming reorganization, and you’re not invited.

3. Your boss keeps forgetting your name. *Sigh*

2. You constantly daydream about being a forest ranger. --> more or less

1. Your company was recently acquired, and you spent two weeks worrying that you’d be laid off. After that you worried that you wouldn’t be. Exactly

OK, I so need a new job!!!!

Any Given Time

Mmm any given time He'll be there
I don't really have to say no more
Mmm any given time He's right here
Embedded in my living soul - oh for sure
Oh any given time I see
The beauty that has always been
In any given time

I swear by The Lord of the moon split in 2
5 o'clock in the morning, I be calling You

I'm totally lost with out Your light
I'm finding my self on the strive all the time
Not a single day goes by

I'm out to fight the devil but never fought myself
Read a thousand books but never read myself
My souls starving it needs to be fed lord I need your help
Hell with the devil my biggest enemy's myself
It makes me wonder am I doing this for the right reasons
I mean the money the fame and game all sounds appealing
Instead of entertaining I prefer to enlighten
But then again who am I to be in a position
To represent a whole generation of kids and to make them believe
When till this day I still struggle to uphold my deen
I read a 100 God is great in less then a minute
And though my tongue is fast like twista
My hearts not in it

Mmm any given time He'll be there
I don't really have to say no more
Mmm any given time He's right here
Embedded in my living soul - oh for sure
Oh any given time I see
The beauty that has always been
In any given time

By the one in whose hands my soul is there is no match
To think a spider couldn't? weave a curtain just like that (break)

I wouldn't be here without Your light
I'm finding my self on the strive all the time
Not a single day goes by

Sí que tengo fervor, devoción para dar mi granito de arena
Y mi aspiración mantenerla serena
Yo Tengo buen criterio aunque a veces esta difuso
Yo Tengo mi firmeza de la cual a veces abuso
Yo trato de ser justo, me sobra lealtad
Coraje valentía, me falta sobriedad
Diferentes situaciónes,diferentes actitudes
Afectan mi progreso y todas mis virtudes

[Translation]
Sure I have fervour to give my grain of sand
And my aspirations keep them serene
My perception is sound even though it sometimes gets fuzzy
I have my resolution even though I sometimes abuse it
I try to be righteous, I abound in devotion
Courageous irascibility, I lack moderation
Different situations, different attitudes
Hamper my development and all of my virtues

Mmm any given time He'll be there
I don't really have to say no more
Mmm any given time He's right here
Embedded in my living soul - oh for sure
Oh any given time I see
The beauty that has always been
In any given time

Mercy with out boasting
Gifts with out terms
Goodness with out anger
Forgive with out reason
Any given time
I do my best to strive
In Your name I rise
The apple of my eye

Even when I'm not alone
You are closer than the veins in my neck
Even when I'm all alone

Even when I'm in sleep
You are closer than the veins in my neck
Even when I'm in it so deep

Even when I'm all gone
You are closer than the veins in my neck
Even as I'm singin' this song

Even when I'm on a high
You are closer than the veins in my neck
Even when I try to touch the sky

Mmm any given time He'll be there
I don't really have to say no more
Mmm any given time He's right here
Embedded in my living soul - oh for sure
Oh any given time I see
The beauty that has always been
In any given time

Outlandish

The Terminal

“The Terminal” tells the story of Viktor Navorski (Tom Hanks), a visitor to New York City from Eastern Europe, whose homeland erupts in a fiery coup while he is in the air en route to America. Stranded at John F. Kennedy International Airport with a passport from nowhere, he is unauthorized to actually enter the United States and must improvise his days and nights in the terminal’s international transit lounge until the war at home is over.

As the weeks and months stretch on, Viktor finds the compressed universe of the terminal to be a richly complex world of absurdity, generosity, ambition, amusement, status, serendipity and even romance with a beautiful flight attendant named Amelia (Catherine Zeta-Jones). But Viktor has long worn out his welcome with airport official Frank Dixon, who considers him a bureaucratic glitch, a problem he cannot control but wants desperately to erase.

(Courtesy of cinema.com)

Starring: Tom Hanks & Catherine Zeta Jones and some other bunch of actors
Director: Steven Speilberg

Scene:
Enrique an Italian guy asking Victor Navorski what's the status of the girl he had a crush on.

Enrique: She had a boyfriend? For how long?

Victor was eating and stuck up 2 fingers.

Enrique: Two years? What happened?

Victor: He chit.

Enrique: What?

Victor: He chit.

Enrique: Eat shit?

Victor: He chit. He chit. He chit.

Enrique: Repeat exactly what she said.

Victor: He chit. She catch him. So...

Enrique: He cheats.

Victor: Yes. What we call krushkach. We say krushkach. One man, two womans. So. Mm. Crowded, you know.

Enrique: OK. He cheats. You say "cheats".

Victor: He chit.

Enrique: No, "cheat".

Victor: Enrique, You, no chit.

Enrique: No, cheat. No chit. No. I won't cheat.

Victor: She's a nice girl. She won't take your chitting.

Hahahaha...I laughed my patula out last night while watching this. This is one funny and valuable movie. You guys should grab one.

What is happening to me?

I don't know what is happening to me lately, but I think I'm falling in love. Awwww(Some of you think that it is time, isn't it) haha...Yes I think I am falling in love. I'm falling in love with Pink. MasyaAllah, I can't believe I said that! Ann, don't you dare laugh at me. Curse you Ann if you did :P

OK, love is a big word, let's just say LIKE. OK? Yes, I don't know why I see pink is very nice indeed. Before this I hated it so much. Remember the post I hate pink even more. Hehe. Every time I see someone wearing pink, I curse that person. Haha. She did nothing wrong. Hehe. To me pink is too feminine. It resemble extreme femininity which I think is rather uncool. I'm a cool person(haha) I mean, I like mysterious and exotic thing, pink doesn't say all that. Black and red does. How does pink fits that? Pink spells high-maintenance chic which I am not.

Like they say, what goes around comes around. What you hate, you will love like. I've come across beautiful pinky stuff lately especially in the clothes department and I complementing on how pretty they were. Opps (grin). There are some shades of pink that I like. Not those too pinky like The Pink Ladies from Grease or Pink Panther, or those candy floss pink like Patrick. Really, there are certain pink color that I'm awed at especially smokey pink which I think is sexy. Can I say that? XD

My colleagues noticed my interest in pink too. Every time we came across some clothing bazaar, I would hand out to them to try pink out or at least say that this pink is pretty. Is this really me? Or is this some curse or spell someone has put on me? Which ever it is, Red remains my No.1 favourite color.

This pink looks cool XD

Beauty regimes around the world...well...some parts of it

Last Friday, caught Oprah at 8pm since I can't perform my prayers so I sat in front of the TV instead while having dinner. The talk that night was very intriguing. It was about women beauty regimes from around the globe. I didn't sat from the beginning of the show. It's very fascinating how women would go to the extreme in the name of beauty. Like the Japanese women, who consume bird poop (I don't exactly recall what type of bird) to get beautiful and maintaining youthful skin. Would you eat birds poop for that?

How about women in I can't remember which country, where they put brass of necklaces around their neck and piling it up as they get older. As a result, they will have long neck and it is very essential within that country. A sign of pure beauty. Hmmm...then there's the Brazilian, where plastic surgery is nothing extravagant and it is seen as something usual in everyday life. Staying fit and keeping a good body size is a must for a Brazilian. If they are not able to obtain the desirable body shape or boobs or butts, then going under the knife is a must do. Sometimes well most of the times, they will spend half of their salary on making them look totally good. Imagine that! I, myself have problem buying a RM20 lotion. Huh!

Women in Oman, a country southern of Arabia, keeps it all traditional by using traditional stuff like miswak. They use it as a tooth brush. Dried petal roses for bathing to get good aroma and the rest I was not able to capture. Most of the women from different countries are trying to stay thin. From France to Indonesia and from the rest of the globe, keeping slim is every women dreams. However in Mauritania, it doesn't work this way. It's the other way around.

While many are trying to lose weight, women in Mauritania have to gain weight since the age of young. This is so that they have a high chance of getting married. Being chubby and rounded are seen as sexy and desirable there. Even having a cellulite too! If I were to shift off to Mauritania, I think they would force food down my throat because I look totally the opposite. Blame on my metabolism. XD. I don't think I can handle that. Still, there is a downside to living the Mauritania way. You will get health issues. Diabetes, high blood pressure etc. Not good.

There is another country that caught my attention. It is rather controversial because it involves an Islamic country. To my utter surprise, the women there being totally conservative, well some parts of the women there, are having their nose done. Yes, they are having nose jobs and it is very common there. How can someone, a Muslim do all this? Isn't it forbidden to change what was created for you? We are not even allowed to shape our eyebrows, let alone do a nose jobs or what ever that requires surgery. Unless under some certain condition, surgery is permissible like if your nose is cracked in half, maybe it's OK to have your nose done. Funny thing was that, if that women from that country couldn't afford it, they would put bandages on their nose as though they had the surgery and people would think she did. They would leave it on for like a year just so to have people think she had a surgery! So I guess having bandages on your nose is more pleasant than having to display your real nose! Funny humans.

Overall, beauty is subjective. Only the individual can interpret what beauty is. To whatever extent, we must always be thankful for what we have and for what we don't have. After all what we have is a loan from Allah, no matter how beautiful you are, or no matter how beautiful you are trying to be, it will sure go away. Life in this Dunya is only for a while. Then again, it doesn't mean you have to look frumpy and ugly! =)

Pingu on the loose

This came through the mail box from Anne. Totally hilarious!

Drawing is forbidden in Islam?

I'm disturbed. Totally disturbed. I ran across a site saying that drawing is unlawful. As a person who loves drawing this can be upsetting. Who wouldn't? Yes, I was once told by dad that we are not allowed to draw humans because the 'people' (which I don't know whom he was referring to) said they might come alive and that we have to mark an X on their neck so they won't come alive. Oh dad, you didn't fall for that one, did you? I certainly did not. I guess he was trying to be funny. XD

Ibn ``Abbâs relates that the Prophet (peace be upon him) said: “Every image maker is in
the Fire. For each image he made, a being will be fashioned to torment him in Hell.” [Sahîh al-Bukhârî (2225) and Sahîh Muslim (2110) – The wording accords with al-Bukhârî]

This really gives me the spook. Really, if she is doing her best as a Muslimah, living the ways Islam tells her and she just happens to love drawing, she is not going to hell just because of this. Is she? I'm sure our Prophet (peace be upon him) said them out of a reason. He can't be saying it out for no reason. I'm not saying this hadith is wrong. My knowledge is too little, but sometimes, you really need a logical explanation to this.

I've been googling around all day, because I really need a firm answer and I found this site HERE. Alhamdulillah. I am a bit relief. The explanation satisfy my needs.

We find in the texts mention of many other major sins that are certainly worse that the making of images – like adultery, taking usury, and abusing parents – without it being declared that the perpetrators of those sins are consigned to the Fire, like we find in “Every image maker is in the Fire”. This should make it even clearer to us that those who make images without the intention of aspiring to create like Allah are not included in the generality of the hadîth’s meaning. Rather, the hadîth applies to all of those who have the intention of aspiring to create like Allah.

When I draw, I can never draw as beautifully as what Allah has created. Nothing can be compared to His creations. My drawing is never perfect, even if it were, to me, they are just drawings. A lifeless piece of drawing. Nothing more. I do it out of pleasure and for the sake of sanity. Drawing helps me to relax my thoughts. I do tend to draw when I'm crazy as well. Oh well...

Drawing is a way for me to express my feelings. Like when I stumble across a cloudy day, it's so much easier to see that in drawing. Rite? People will know instantly through a drawing. What I draw captures the beauty that Allah created within this world. I love to draw eyes because it's truly beautiful and captivating and I love translating it on paper. Does this mean I'm creating something aspiring to create like Allah? I love to draw cartoon as well. I'm not trying to create something bigger from Allah. I can never create something bigger from Allah. I am one of His creations. It never crossed my mind. May Allah protect me from arrogance. I just like to draw, like a kid who loves lollipop. Allah knows best, that's for sure.

Never have I in a million years thought that what I have drawn could be given life or to challenge Allah. Astagfirullah. I know for sure that what I draw is just a piece of drawing, an appreciation to what Allah has blessed me with these hands, something I enjoy doing. Isn't it a sign of His Majesty? That what He gave us is a sign He created us. Nothing can be compared to that. This talent that I have is all from Him. Without Him, can I draw? Without Him, I might not even have these hands.

Bottom line is, I guess it all goes down to what your intentions is. It all goes down to your heart.

May Allah forgive me for all the wrong things I've said. The good things comes from Allah, the not-so-good things comes from my own weaknesses.

Salam

Some people don't get it

I need intelligent conversations. Conversations that stimulates my brain. Conversations that will help me develop a better me. Not like those telling me to have fun with a friend if you know what I mean? I don't mean to be cruel but Hello, there are better things to talk about rather than your distasteful acts. To them, having 'fun' is the ultimate-must-do.

I feel sorry for these people. Really I do. I guess this is what differentiate us from them. I'm not saying we are better. What I'm saying is, Islam is beautiful. There's a reason why Islam forbids talking indecent and all that. We live accordingly to what Allah has prescribe us. If we follow the rules, we are safe. If we lost track, we will still have a chance by doing it right. Doing it for the right reason. Not trying to please yourself all the time especially if it involves the letter L.U.S.T. Of course, it doesn't mean you have to throw it out the window. One without lust is not human, but use it the right way. The Islamic way. Not by talking to stranger telling them if you are feeling hot or not when they tell you what they are doing down there. Pretty much disgusting.

So the next time if you happens to come across these bunch of people (to those who chats in YM, Skype, etc) just terminate them. They're not doing you any good. I don't even know why I chat up with them in the first place.

Photoshop Newbie

At last, I got my hands on Adobe Photoshop. Yeah, I know I'm a little left behind, but it's not too late to learn right? Thanks to Atul, she made it work for me. Well since she and I were working on my friend's wedding card, she had no choice but to teach me how to use this popular tool even though she was having a hard time explaining to me. Hihi. No offense OK.

With that, I've created my first ever graphic editing with Photoshop. Don't laugh OK. I know it's not superb, still getting there but I'm ecstatic coz' I get to do a lot with it. I'm now officially an adobe newbie. Hoping one day to be a Sifu of this magnificent, one-hell-of-a-cool-tool on Earth. InsyaAllah.

I drew this picture a few days back, snap tons of photos of it to get a good lighting and edit it in Photoshop and I found this easy to use feature. Very cool indeed. What do you think? =D

Check out the original at http://skinnylegs16.deviantart.com/

P.S - I've only used Picasa my whole life. It's a bit easier for an amateur like me and still using it to add border and stuff. Heee...

Your Call

I dreamt of you last night. It was the first time I ever saw you in my dreams ever since we've known each other. The first time I could see your face. I came to your house and I didn't know for what reason. The atmosphere was rather gloomy. The day waiting to end. I knocked on the door but there was silence. I waited and suddenly out of nowhere I was greeted by a family
member of yours. It was your mother, I guessed. She smiled and welcomed me and dad.

We stepped into your house. Your house is not what it seems in reality. It was not as lavishing as in real life but little yet cozy and warm. We laid our bums on your sofa while waiting for you. Your mother called out to you and there you were, standing right before my eyes. All beautiful with that curly black hair of yours and the eyes that I fell in love with. The most beautiful eyes I ever seen. The eyes that I wished I would see everyday of my life. You were standing and you didn't seem excited to see me.

You came and sit with us. We talked and then talked and you told us how you wanted to come and see me but you said that I was too serious. Even now I didn't really quite catch what you meant. It ended when we left your home and you followed right behind us with your car. I reached some place and I turned to look at you for the final time. You opened up the window, I thought you wanted to stop me, instead you fled away without any kind of reaction across your face. You are gone. Forever gone.

I woke up with Your Call by Secondhand Serenade reciting in my mind. A melody that I yearn to tell you but I'm awake in reality. I realized now I can never have you even in my dreams.

I need

Someone exciting to talk to.

Someone who doesn't mind saying Hi all the time and initiate interesting topic to talk about.

Someone who is full of ideas...be it crazy or absurd.

Someone who is there 247.

Someone who is a bit of a nut cracker and sharing each others laugh.

Someone who is anything but ordinary...please!

Gender: Doesn't matter
Age:
If you are around my age ~ awesome
If you are around 30 plus ~ I might consider
If you are 40 above ~ get lost bcoz you're a phony...I know (This applies only to gentlemen)

Yeah, I am picky.

Note: This is not one romance-scheme. Just searching for a BFF.

Someone like Amanda and Betty is an advantage.

Anyone who meets the requirement can contact me at skinny_legs@eaturheartout.com

How about I start my own show like Paris...Skinny New BFF...how's that sound?

*Me on one Monday evening

Life Is A Teacher

This life is so beautiful that one might at times wish to possess all the good things in it. However, at times life might seem frustrating and difficult. It is only through these lessons that we learn the true lessons of life.

It brightens our knowledge about people and relationship, as each person that enters our life has a unique lesson to teach us.

When someone lies to you, it teaches you that things are not always what they seem to be. The truth is often far beneath the surface. Look beyond the mask people wear, and if you really want to know what is in their hearts, remove your own mask to let people know who you really are.

When someone steals from you, it teaches you that nothing is forever, always appreciate what you have, you never know when you might lose it, never take your friend or family for granted.

When someone inflicts injury on you, it teaches you that the human state is a very fragile one, always protect and take care of yourself as best as you can.

When someone harbours any grudge against you, it teaches you that everyone make mistakes, when you are wronged, the most virtuous thing you can do is to forgive the offender without pretence. Forgiving those who might have hurt us in one way or the other is often the most difficult and the challenging task of life’s experience, but it is also the most courageous thing a person can do.

When someone mocks you, it teaches you that no two people are alike, when you encounter others, do not judge them based on their physical appearance.

When someone ridicules you, it teaches you that nobody is perfect, accept people for their merits and be tolerant of their flaws. Don’t ever reject someone for imperfection for which they have no control.

When someone cheats you, it teaches you that greed is the root of evil, aspire to make your dreams come true, no matter how lofty they may be. But never let an obsession with achieving your goals lead you to engage in malevolent activities.

When someone loves you, it teaches you that love, kindness, charity, humility, forgiveness and acceptance can counteract all the evil deeds in the world. Man has the power to control the balance between good and evil, but because the lessons of love are not taught often enough, the power is often abused.

When a loved one is unfaithful to you, it teaches you that resisting temptation is man’s greatest challenge, be vigilant in your resistance against all temptations, by so doing, you will be rewarded with enduring sense of satisfaction far greater than the pressure by which you were tempted.

When someone breaks your heart, it teaches you that loving someone does not always mean that, it is the same person that will reciprocate your love, when you find the right person the joy that the person brings, will make up for all your past hurts.

When you enter someone’s life whether by plan or chance, consider the lesson that you will teach, always bearing in mind that life is a small world.

Written By My Friend From Nigeria
Anongo Eric Oryina

=)

Wow, I left my page stranded for a while now. Ok, not gonna comment further.

Anyway, I've got some major stuff that I have to finish up and start up too. Seriously, I need time. I need like 24 hour solid so I can basically do anything I want. Huh! I want to be able to draw the whole day and finish up my little project. Peter Petrelli is still in the making. Sorry for the delay Adek. Peter will be on his way to you. Huhu.

I got a new project too. My besties is asking me to design her, her wedding card. I'm ecstatic because she gave me the privilege to do that even though I have no skill at all! Ok, maybe I do have the pencil skills because she wants me to draw something for her card, but in order to create the wedding vision, someone has to be good at computer skills. This is where my X-Office mate buddy, Atul comes in the picture. We'll be joining forces. We are like going to war aren't we? Hehe. This is huge, given this chance. I still can't believe my besties asked me to do it. Really, I can't wait. I already have the idea slit in my brain. Hope we can deliver and that she will like it. Amin. This is one business opportunity. Cool eh?

Later~

Pencil and Paper

I'm starting my own art collection in deviantart.com since I don't have the money to start up a gallery. Plus I don't think I have what it takes to be an artist. You know like that notorious painting of Mona Lisa done by Leonardo DaVinci. Until today, I don't know what is so great about that painting. Really I don't. It's just so spooky. Imagine having her on your wall looking at you smiling. Erk, I don't think so. Anyway, here's a part of my drawing I've done. This original copy was from an artist named Zindy from Denmark. I was so inspired I had to do mine and make it my own. Hope she doesn't mind. ;-) Once I'm done uploading all of them, I'll let you guys know. Still got a lot to do, I only have a few. Anyway, looking forward to it. Cheers.

What do you think? =)

Hanya sekadar bebelan semata-mata

Pagi-pagi lagi saya dapat idea nak mengarang sampai saya tolak tepi lah kerja saya. Gila tak amanah saya kan tapi selagi saya tak tulis, selagi tuh saya tak boleh buat kerja. Hehe. Jadi jangan jadi seperti saya. Huhu.

Harini saya nak mengarang dalam Bahasa Melayu. Bahasa ibunda saya. Macam best. Lagipun bahasa ni sahaja lah yg saya terer. Yang saya dok cakap omputih selama neh pon kira trial and
error, dalam bahasa melayunya, cuba dan salah. Haha. Gila fail kalau saya nak translate-translate neh. Saya punya English tak terer mana pon, grammer tunggang langgang, ayat tak best langsung. Kalau orang yang terer omputih tersinggah kat blog saya mesti dia kata "WHAT THE HECK IS SHE TALKING ABOUT? I CANT UNDERSTAND A THING" Most probably lah kan. Ekekeke. Saya ber-English pun sekadar nak baiki English saya yang masih lemah bukan hendak menunjuk-nunjuk. Saya memang jeles dengan mereka yang blog dalam English, dengan ayat-ayat yang bombastic, saya jeles lah tapi in a good way.

Saya hanya terer Bahasa Malaysia sebab tu satu-satunya paper yang saya dapat A1 masa SPM. Haha. Kira terer lah tuh kan. Bukan saya nak riak dengan A1 saya tuh, ape sangat lah maksud
A1 tuh dalam kehidupan saya. Takde makne pon. Huh. Orang lain yang tak dapat A1 dalam Bahasa Malaysia pon, terer je cakap melayu. Malah fasih lagi dari saya. Kan? Tapi saya kagum lah yang saya dapat A1. Yang saya target A1, dapat A2 lak. Disitu sudah membuktikan bahawa saya hanya terer dalam Bahasa Malaysia. Dahlah masa tu era start sastera yang mana saya cukup anti gila dengan mende-mende puitis ni. Saya tak study habes pon sastera-sastera ni walaupon nak SPM. Mengarut je semua tuh. Sajak, Gurindam dan macam-macam lagi yang ntah hapa-hapa. Masa tuh lah kan. Saya ingat lagi soalan-soalan dia. Taklah berpa nak ingat sebab sudah 7 tahun saya tinggalkan sekolah. Uih, saya rasa diri sudah tua. Ok, sambung, saya ingat lagi soalan-soalan sastera dia yang karut-marut. Cite pasal burung gagak hitam ke monyet ntah yang kalau baca balik memang...ish...stress lah nak paham kan jalan cite dia.

Sampai sekarang saya tak paham apa relevennya cerita monyet tersebut. Masa itu pula saya dapat cikgu BM yang sangat sopan. Dalam ertikata lain, baik lah. Kecik molek tudung besar gitu. Saya tak ingat nama dia. Puan Siti Hajar kot, tapi saya ingat Puan Siti Hajar cikgu BM masa saya F3. Gila garang OK walaupon kecik and cun. Dia antara cikgu yang saya anti. Haha. Berbalik pada cikgu BM saya yang saya tak ingat nama, dia jenis tak strict sangat lah so akibatnya saya tak heran sangat lah nak ambil tahu hal-hal sastera ni. Bleh tak camtuh? Hehe.

Lepas tu naik F5, dapat cikgu ala-ala sporting. Saya pon tak ingat nama dia tapi dia suruh panggil dia Mama. Macam geli pon ada tapi saya layankan je. Dia pulak time mengajar memang
semangat. Cerita yang tak ada kaitan dengan sastera melayu pon dia ceritakan. Time tuh hangat dengan Maria Mercedes ke Rosalinda ntah, dimana satu babak yang dia cerita tuh saya
langsung tak tahu. Tapi kelas saya beria dengar cerita Mama tuh. Ape-apelah. Yang saya nak highlight kat sini, silibus sastera time tuh kena baca buku novel.

Sekolah saya kena baca buku berjudul Konserto Terakhir. Saya sampai sudah abes SPM pon tak habis pon baca buku tu. Macam mana saya boleh pergi periksa dengan tidak habis baca pun buku tuh? Saya pun tidak tahu tapi memang ajaib lah. Haha. Tapi tak mungkin lah saya dapat jawab tanpa bantuan cikgu-cikgu kan. Dalam kelas memang kita membincangkan setiap bab-bab tuh. Walaupon begitu, saya memang tak amek peduli. Haha. Memang saya tak tahu jalan cerita bila sudah sampai bab-bab dekat belakang. Saya tak tahu mengapa saya begini. Tapi saya dapat A1. Magic kan? Hehe.

Tidak kira lah kita nak mengarang atau nak bercakap dalam bahasa apapun, asalkan orang lain paham. Jangan kita nak cakap bahasa best-best tapi sorang pun tak paham. Contoh lah kan saya nak tunjuk saya tau bahasa Jepun (contoh je), tapi kawan saya orang Melayu, pehal lak saya nak ber-Jepun lak kan. Haha. Melainkan kita jadikan tempat untuk kongsi ilmu ke ape, mungkin
tidak menjadi masalah. Komunikasi disini amat penting. Kadang-kadang saya heran, bila orang nak cuba speaking Mat Salleh, orang lain tengok macam poyo je orang tu sedangkan dia
sedang berusaha dan mahu belajar. Bila dia terguna dialect Mat Salleh ala-ala American ke London ke mereka akan mengata. Penah lalui? Huhu.

Bahasa memang best. Saya suka bahasa. BM, English, Jepun, Perancis, Arab kalau boleh saya nak belajar. Mungkin dijadikan karier. Bukan hendak tunjuk kita terer ke apa tapi sebagai jambatan antara dua dunia yang berlainan. Eceh. Saya pernah berkawan dengan orang berbangsa Turkey melalui satu website saya pun tidak ingat dah, saya bukan nak kata tapi susah jugak lah kalau tidak tahu English. Malay of course orang belah Middle East tidak tahu dan kita pula manalah tahu bahasa mereka, jadi English lah jadi bahasa perantara. Saya ingat lagi perbualan dia, kami bercakap tentang kematian agaknya, lepas tuh dia cakap something like "It was dead in my dog". Saya gelak besar lah sebab kelakar kan ayat tuh tapi saya paham maksud dia apa. Dia nak cakap yang anjing dia mati tapi "It was dead in my dog". Memang kelakar. Macam-macam orang saya jumpa online. Mungkin akan dijadikan entry akan datang. Watch out.

Entry ini sekadar bebelan aja, tidak lebih dari itu. Harap tiada siapa yang tersinggung.
Sekian, terima kasih.

*Gile skema entry neh. Haha.

I Don't Know

I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT BUT I KNOW IT'S NOT THIS crossed my mind today. Well, actually it's been haunting me like forever. Really I don't know what I want. I don't want to do reporting for the rest of my life. Certainly not. One thing I know, if I don't start or plan to change it right now or at least in the next couple of months, I might as well rot here at J**P all miserable. What's the point of complaining yet not a single steps to change it for good? Eh skinny? Skinny has been having some low self-esteem because she can't figure out what she wants in life. She seems pretty lost. But no worry skinny, everything will be fine. InsyaAllah.

Have you ever felt this way? All lost and confused as though you come to the edge of a cliff and you don't know what to do but to let fate run its course? Of course you just can't jump off it and expect Superman to come to the rescue. No, it doesn't happen that way here on earth. Even if Superman exist, I don't think jumping off a cliff is an option to get rid of your problems. It's totally stupid OK. Unless you're trying to escape danger from some mountain lion...well...yeah...maybe.

OK, I'm so lost.

With the economics going sour where thousand are indeed going jobless, I don't think it's the right time for me to babble and act as though I'm the only victim. No, that isn't right. Other
suffered greater than what I'm dealing with. The war in Gaza, economics meltdown, poverty and so many more.It's really creepy what is happening in this world these days. I hope and pray it doesn't happen to me or anyone else. For a start, I should be grateful for what I have. I think we
should all do, regardless of what circumstances we are going through. Still, we are not obligate to act as though we are Superhuman. Pretending that everything is OK. Yeah, we break and we bleed but I guess that's part and parcel of life. That's when we seek refuge in Allah. Pray that He will guide us all the way. InsyaAllah. My sister taught me that. She is more of a Kak Long to me than I am. ;) Thanks adek. InsyaAllah, everything will be alright.

I know I sound ridiculously optimistic as though things will fall into place very soon, but I'm keeping my hopes high because I believe if you believe in things, you will start to see them coming no matter how long you have to wait for them. Brian Kim taught me that too. I've been subscribing his newsletter and it is very inspiring. You should try it out yourself.

No matter how hard the wave might hit you, you are gonna keep on going. I want to be one of those people who sees that tomorrow is always brand new even though I feel like breaking apart from reality but a little dream never kills. Rite? You can dream but you got to put effort into it to make it come true.

I sound pretty corny...don't you think? Teehee...

Oh yeah, what do you think of this new layout? I had some problem with the previous one so I found this...neat eh?

I like to tag it - tag it

1. Do u think u are HOT?
Does Aneroxia, ribs, skinny legs looks hot? I don't think so. Huhu.


2. Upload a fav pic of you


3. Why do u like this picture?
Coz it seems like me, my sis(in white) and my fav cousins all time are having a blast at that hanging-thingy. Don't you think? Nyaman je suasana kampung. Ekekeke.


4. When was the last time u ate pizza?
On my birthday. It was my treat and I ate like a pig. Huh. I only ate a slice since I had spagetti and those platters.


5. The last song u listen too?
Still on my Brain by Justin Timberlake. I just love sappy love songs. It knows how I feel. Haha.


6. What are u doing right now besides this.
Waiting for dinner. Hold on, I've help mom prepared ok. Just ran upstairs and waiting for dad to come home from surau.


7. What name u prefer besides yours?
Syaz is just fine *smirk*


8. People to tag:

1. Wan (I still owe u ur tag...heee)

2. Anne

3. Kak Hanim if she happens to run across this.

4. Kak Lyn but I think she has been tagged too...hmmm...change it to justnid

5. Fikri a.k.a Angah


9. Who is no.1
My high-school bestie and still am. She's getting married by the end of the year, insyaAllah and wants me to be her maid of honor. How cool is dat?...and I'll be wearing gold. Haha.


10. No.3 is having relationship with?
Yeah, I'm pretty curious kak nim...meeting someone? hmmm...*wink*


11. Say something about no.5
He looks like Lah V.E. Seriously no kidding man. And seriously, jangan kembang lak angah... =p


12. How about no.4?
She is so busy with her life, doesn't have a blog and I don't know why I'm tagging her...Haha.


13. Who is no.2?
Pink mafia. Everything she owns...is pink. Pink henset, pink patrick, pink that moving head-thingy in her car, pink bedroom eventhough i have not seen it...pink God knows what else...huh!

The Sound of Reason

"They said: In Allah we put trust. Our Lord! Oh, make us not a lure for the wrongdoing folk; (85) And, of Thy mercy, save us from the folk that disbelieve. (86) And We inspired Moses and his brother, (saying): Appoint houses for your people in Egypt and make your houses oratories, and establish worship. And give good news to the believers. (87) And Moses said: Our Lord! Lo! Thou hast given Pharaoh and his chiefs splendour and riches in the life of the world, Our Lord! that they may lead men astray from Thy way. Our Lord! Destroy their riches and harden their hearts so that they believe not till they see the painful doom. (88)"

Yunus(85-88)

This is for you Palestine.

What do you think?

Taraaa...what do u think? Pretty neat eh? I have to admit it, it is nice to get out of the dark. Haha. Since most of my mates have been switching templates which looks totally awesome, I decided to do the same. The fact that it's new year, I should get myself a new look. At first I was thinking of just changing the header but it would have been just the same. Black and sumore black. Then I bumped into Kak Lyn's site and her new layout was better. At that time, I didn't have the urge to do what she was doing. Busy. Haha. Ok. Whatever.

Later, I went to drop by at Ann's if she had updated her page. It turned out she did. Pink as always which was pretty cool. FYI, I don't normally say pink is cool. Then it hit me that I need to makeover blank404 myself. I did. Well it was a struggle at first. I did tried the one that both Kak Lyn and Ann had, from Gisele-Beu-something, a page with a soothing green color. Somehow it didn't got me. Of course it's cute but cute doesn't describe me even though I am. Haha.

After googling around, I fell completely in love with this masterpiece. It's like it was made for me although about 17,000 earthlings had downloaded it. Still, I'm proud to be one of them. Hehe. Anyway, I got to touch up a bit because it does look like a bit all over the place. Doesn't it?

Not too late to wish Happy New Year...is it?